[He jumps at the sudden abrupt handling, eternally grateful she either hasn't seen or has ignored the little bag of mountain ash in his jeans pocket.
Eyeing up the flash, he takes it gingerly and sniffs. Not that he could smell poison... but he takes a sip anyway, deciding that someone's going to have to make with the trusting.]
Oh-
[He gags.]
Salt water? That's just unpleasant. Ugh, a warning would've been nice, what the hell?
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[He jumps at the sudden abrupt handling, eternally grateful she either hasn't seen or has ignored the little bag of mountain ash in his jeans pocket.
Eyeing up the flash, he takes it gingerly and sniffs. Not that he could smell poison... but he takes a sip anyway, deciding that someone's going to have to make with the trusting.]
Oh-
[He gags.]
Salt water? That's just unpleasant. Ugh, a warning would've been nice, what the hell?